Reading Plan: February 2014

Much to my own surprise, it does appear I’ve managed to churn out a whole three reviews this month! Well hose me down and cool me off if that isn’t a fireball of activity by recent standards. I must admit, I’m not sure even now where I found the time to read those books and then write reviews, as looking back over January, I seem to have had a fantastically busy month once more. Perhaps it was fleeting resolve brought on by the New Year and instilled in me, unknowingly, by the fervour of well-intentioned resolvers clomping their way around the world this January. Perhaps it was all just a beautiful mistake, after all, when I sat down to write those reviews, I realised that I’d forgotten most of the basic skills required (typing, re-reading, some level of analytic involvement), but there they are, three shiny new reviews: it’s a late Christmas miracle.

So what’s next you ask? Where do I go now I’m all filled up with my filthy mojo once more? Well, whoa there eager beavers, let’s not talk about anyone’s mojo being reinstated just yet. I’ve still got plenty to distract me and keep my mojo occupied elsewhere. However, I think I’m settling into studying, working, writing, living, and all that other nonsense that constitutes a half-way respectable life, so perhaps I’m heading towards some sort of balance. I’m about three-quarters of the way through the first draft of my novel, all my big assignments are handed in, business is good, life is better, and finally my tbr pile is decreasing! Oh, and I joined a book club – because I found I had a spare hour unaccounted for in my weeks.

Will I be reviewing anything good this month? Well, I hope so. I’m planning to write something about The Fall by Albert Camus, which is, notoriously, one of his trickiest novels. That being the case, it might take me a little while to order my thoughts, but I will do my best to get something out this month. I’m also reading the rather charming Library of Unrequited Love – a book translated from French, and all about the life of one grumpy librarian who finds (shock horror) an interloper asleep in her library one morning! She proceeds to educate him on the intricacies of the Dewey decimal system, as well as recounting her views, opinions, and personal history in a roundabout way. It’s a brisk monologue so far, and if I get a chance I’ll tell you all about it at some point.

Everything else I’m reading is for my course, or generally so obtuse that no one outside of my own head would be interested, so we’ll just crack on and see what I can muster up in terms of reviews this month.